{"id":2882,"date":"2021-03-20T09:26:53","date_gmt":"2021-03-20T08:26:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/?p=2882"},"modified":"2022-07-28T11:10:58","modified_gmt":"2022-07-28T09:10:58","slug":"spare-tire-is-gone-chapter-31-will-gu-xun-meet-with-jiang-zhaoyan","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/2021\/03\/20\/spare-tire-is-gone-chapter-31-will-gu-xun-meet-with-jiang-zhaoyan\/","title":{"rendered":"Spare Tire is Gone &#8211; Chapter 31 &#8211; Will Gu Xun Meet With Jiang Zhaoyan? (R)"},"content":{"rendered":"\r\n<p>Chapter sponsored on <strong>Ko-fi<\/strong> by <strong>MlleAdler<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Due to the weather of late summer and early autumn, everyone only wore single layer clothes. The feeling of being so close to someone at such a close distance was really&#8230;\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong only felt that his shoulder next to Gu Xun\u2019s chest seemed to be burning. He took a step away from Gu Xun and looked at their surroundings, confused and nervous. &#8220;Why are you here? There are a lot of people in the airport and you\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Take it.&#8221; Gu Xun leaned over and took Qi Cong\u2019s hand to give him the ice cream cone. Then took Qi Cong&#8217;s suitcase when he reflexively loosened his grip and walked away with it. He motioned to Zhao Zhenxun and others in front of him saying, &#8220;Don&#8217;t be left behind.&#8221;\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Then he stepped forward.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong couldn&#8217;t stop him in time so he hurriedly caught up with him, with the sweet cone still in his hand, wanting to take back his suitcase. He stretched out his hand and asked again, &#8220;Why are you here?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Gu Xun promptly switched the suitcase to his other hand.\u00a0 &#8220;My plane arrived here today, too, half an hour earlier than you.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Gu Xun switched the suitcase over too quickly, so Qi Cong\u2019s outstretched hand didn&#8217;t have time to retract, and bumped into Gu Xun\u2019s body. His fingers rubbed against his waist and caught the hem of his T-shirt before he stopped.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Gu Xun stopped walking and looked down at the white palm on his t-shirt, the corner of his mouth raised as well as his eyes. Looking up at Qi Cong\u2019s stiff gaze, he motioned at his hand, &#8220;I hope you can grasp this more.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong&#8217;s gaze uncontrollably followed Gu Xun&#8217;s words and moved to Gu Xun&#8217;s raised hand.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">That hand was wide, the fingers long and thin. It was a very good looking hand, and if he held it\u2026.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong was startled by his own thoughts. His eyes widened. He retracted his hand and looked around again, his voice lowering. &#8220;Sorry, I didn&#8217;t mean to. You&#8230; you can give me back my suitcase, I&#8217;ll carry it myself.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Gu Xun sighed lightly.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">When Qi Cong heard it, he somehow felt that he had hurt Gu Xun. His lips moved to say something more when he heard Gu Xun continue, \u201cIf you finish eating the cone, I&#8217;ll return your suitcase to you.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong was stunned as he looked at Gu Xun.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Gu Xun looked down and locked eyes with Qi Cong. Seeing his expression, Gu Xun looked a little helpless and asked, &#8220;Is that okay? I bought it specially for you.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong\u2019s heart felt like it had been lightly poked by someone, making it hard for him to refuse Gu Xun. Although the current Gu Xun\u2019s behavior was a bit &#8220;impudent&#8221; and different from the past, his words were clearly the same as the Gu Xun he was familiar with.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong took a look at the melting vanilla-flavored cone in his hand and nodded slowly. &#8220;Okay.&#8221;\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He then quickly added, &#8220;Thank you.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;You are welcome. Eat quickly, it has already started melting. &#8221; Gu Xun&#8217;s voice had a happy tone again.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong fingers holding the cone moved gently, suppressing the emotions that were stirring in his heart. He brought the cone to his mouth.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It was a little melted, but&#8230;it was sweet.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">At the same time, Qi Cong was very tense and alert, looking around as he ate the cone, his eyebrows unconsciously knitted.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Gu Xun took this opportunity to lean a little closer to Qi Cong and reassured him. &#8220;You don&#8217;t have to be too vigilant. All the paparazzi who came to find me ran after the crew car. No one knows that I stayed secretly behind.&#8221;\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong immediately looked sideways at Gu Xun and frowned. &#8220;You stayed behind secretly? Are you the only one? So how are you going to get to the studio? With a taxi? &#8220;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I can&#8217;t take a taxi in this situation.&#8221; Gu Xun looked slightly embarrassed, &#8220;I might have to steal a ride.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong was confused, steal a ride?<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Five minutes later, Gu Xun grabbed the hand of the producer who was in charge of casting for \u201cLegend of Youth\u201d and said, &#8220;Thank you very much. I didn&#8217;t expect that my assistant wouldn\u2019t be able to make it. Thank you very much.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The producer smiled so hard that you couldn&#8217;t see his teeth. Holding Gu Xun\u2019s hand, he shook it vigorously, saying, &#8220;It\u2019s fine, we\u2019re all going to the studio anyway and it\u2019s just taking more people along. It\u2019s not a big deal. Mr. Gu doesn&#8217;t need to be so polite.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Gu Xun pulled back his hand and smiled reservedly, &#8220;Still, thank you very much.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shen Jia, Zhao Zhenxun and others all looked towards Qi Cong.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong squeezed the handle of his suitcase and explained,&#8221;I was walking at the back&#8230; and bumped into Gu Xun.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Zhao Zhenxun replied without any expression. &#8220;That&#8217;s really a coincidence.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong silently bowed his head.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After exchanging pleasantries, Gu Xun managed to sit in the commercial van that the crew had arranged for Shen Jia, and after the generous invitation of the producer, he sat next to Shen Jia &#8211; separating Shen Jia and Qi Cong.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Gu Xun was very satisfied with this arrangement, as his legs rubbed against Qi Cong legs.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">When Qi Cong froze and moved closer to the door.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Qi Cong, change places with me.&#8221; Zhao Zhenxun, who was sitting in the back row, suddenly opened his mouth.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong hurriedly answered, trying not to look at Gu Xun, who had a huge presence around him, and got up, preparing to bypass Gu Xun to change seats with Zhao Zhenxun in the back row .<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The car suddenly started, and Qi Cong fell sideways uncontrollably. He wanted to reach out and grab hold of the back of the seat beside him to stabilize his body, but Gu Xun\u2019s legs suddenly stretched out. His legs forced him to move, so his center of gravity became completely unstable as he leaned against Gu Xun.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Gu Xun supported Qi Cong\u2019s waist in time, allowing Qi Cong to sit down on his lap then he intimately said, &#8220;Be careful.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Arms against his chest, buttocks next to his thighs, Gu Xun&#8217;s high body temperature came through the fabric. His breath even sprayed directly behind his ears as he spoke, making Qi Cong jump up immediately.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shen Jia&#8217;s eyes widened. Zhao Zhenxun, who had already got up from the back seat, frowned hard, while the producer in the copilot seat hurriedly said to the driver, \u201cDrive more steadily, can\u2019t you see that people haven&#8217;t been seated yet?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The driver quickly responded and slowed down the speed.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong took the opportunity to stand up firmly and changed positions with Zhao Zhenxun.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Until he sat down safely, Qi Cong&#8217;s heart beat couldn&#8217;t be <\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">suppressed. He looked at Gu Xun, who was exchanging pleasantries with the producer and sounded as usual, then he couldn&#8217;t help but tilt his head to rub behind his ear.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Was it an illusion? When he sat down just now, Gu Xun\u2019s nose seemed to rub against\u2026.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He couldn&#8217;t help but raise his hand to scratch behind his ear again and wipe the sweat from his forehead.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It was hot.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">His back stiffened.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Gu Xun&#8217;s palm over his waist was too hot.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2026\u2026<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Throughout the rest of the journey, Qi Cong kept his head down, concentrating on holding his cell phone and talking with Editor Cold Wind Like a Knife about his contract signing.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">According to the contract, Jiangwang,.come will transfer all his novel data from the old website to the new one today. After the transfer is completed, all the money rewarded by those netizens can be withdrawn through the cash withdrawal system.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The popularity of the plagiarism incident has declined in recent days, and the rewarding behavior of netizens has decreased. According to Qi Cong\u2019s estimation, at most, in three days this kind of rewarding behavior would stop completely. When he uploaded a chapter yesterday, he checked the total amount of reward he received had <\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">exceeded 650,000.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">According to the sharing algorithm of jiangwang.com, after deducting their share and personal income tax from this 650,00 yuan, he will get over a little over 300,000 yuan.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Soon his mobile phone vibrated and Editor Cold Wind Like a Knife sent a new message<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Editor Cold Wind Like a Knife: After the novel is moved to the new website, the data will be recalculated. The hits for \u201cChivalrous Bones\u201d right now are <\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">over 500,000 people.\u00a0 After removing the data from visitors and users who aren\u2019t registered on the new website, the data of <\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cChivalrous Bones\u201d will drop sharply. Prepare yourself.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong had known this in advance, so he replied simply that he understood.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Editor Cold wind like a knife: After the data from \u201cChivalrous Bones\u201d is moved to the new website, the novel\u2019s information will be synchronized in the newly signed activity section of the old novel on Jiangwang\u2019s app. <\/span><b>\u00a0<\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">With the popularity of \u201cChivalrous Bones,\u201d it will probably be on the top of the list. Now is the era of mobile phone traffic. The data will rise again. You will definitely be able to get 100,000 rewards, so write well.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">This was the sixth time that Editor Cold Wind Like a Knife told him to\u201cwrite well\u201d since they established contact.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong felt the kindness of the Editor Cold Wind Like a Knife, and soon replied again.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Oh, I remember now, surname Jiang! Yes, right now the owner of the sponsorship brand of \u201cLegend of the Youth\u201d is a native of Haicheng. If you ask me, today young people are really powerful. I heard that Jiang Zhaoyan is the owner of Yanhuang Smart Homes, is less than 30 years old and started from scratch. In just three years his company has grown to its current size, and he will soon open a branch in Beishi, ah.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong stopped taping on his mobile phone and looked up at the producer.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Who are you saying is going to sponsor \u201cThe Legend of Youth\u201d? Jiang Zhaoyin?&#8221; Shen Jia&#8217;s reaction was faster than Qi Cong&#8217;s, his voice also rose. \u201cWhy is he sponsoring an ancient costume drama when he runs a smart homes business?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The producer didn&#8217;t notice that Shen Jia&#8217;s tone was wrong and just thought that he was purely confused so he replied, \u201cHey, why else would it be? It&#8217;s because costume dramas have decent popularity. \u201cLegend of Youth\u201d is also a novel adaptation with its own popularity, while you are the leading actor Shen Jia. You don&#8217;t know how many people are watching us now, so we need to hurry and start shooting the drama ahead of schedule. If the sponsorship is decided one day later, it will be one day less of exposure, which will be a loss.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong frowned deeply.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Jiang Zhaoyan was going to sponsor the \u201cLegend of Youth\u201d? He wants to open a branch in Beishi?<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">There&#8217;s no way Jiang Zhaoyan didn&#8217;t know that \u201cLegend of Youth\u201d was starring Shen Jia, so why would he choose to sponsor his drama when there are so many other dramas? What does he want?<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;This Jiang Zhaoyan,&#8221; Gu Xun suddenly spoke, speaking slowly. It was a bit too slow, \u201cI&#8217;ve heard that he has recently<\/span> <span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">cooperated with the Amber Interior Design Company?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong returned to his senses and looked towards Gu Xun, but because of his position, he couldn&#8217;t see Gu Xun&#8217;s expression.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Then he realized something in hindsight.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">If Jiang Zhaoyan really sponsored \u201cLegend of Youth,\u201d then he was bound to cross paths with Jiang Zhaoyan again. Now there was even Gu Xun, who will film in the same city. He clenched his fists, his nails pinching into his flesh.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Would Gu Xun meet with Jiang Zhaoyan? Will he know about all the crazy things he has done in the past three years?<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The producer and Shen Jia both looked towards Gu Xun and the producer seemed to realize that it wasn\u2019t a good idea to discuss sponsorship like this, so his words became vague. \u201cIt seems like it, but I don\u2019t know the details. Ah, we are almost at the Film and Television City. Which hotel are you staying at, Mr. Gu? We&#8217;ll take you there first. &#8220;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Gu Xun paused for two seconds before he replied, &#8220;I am staying at Dingli.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Producer was stupefied for a moment and then smiled. &#8220;What a coincidence, we also are staying at Dingli.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ten minutes later, the car stopped at the door of Dingli Hotel, and a group of people got off one after another.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Kevin, Gu Xun&#8217;s assistant, and Yang Zeling, his agent, were at the door of the hotel and when they saw them get out of the car, they hurried to greet them.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Yang Zeling, Gu Xun&#8217;s agent, was a tall man in his mid-thirties, and a somewhat bandit-like appearance with a bald head. He didn&#8217;t look like an agent at all, but rather like a gang leader. He glanced at Gu Xun first, then went up to exchange pleasantries with the Producer, Zhao Zhenxun, and Shen Jia, intentionally or unintentionally not bringing Gu Xun with him.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Kevin took this opportunity to walk up to Gu Xun, his face full of disapproval. &#8220;Brother Gu, you-&#8220;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Wait a minute.&#8221; Gu Xun interrupted Kevin\u2019s words and walked to the trunk of the car. He reached out to help Qi Cong take down his suitcase and then looked over at Zhao Zhenxun and Shen Jia, who were still speaking to Yang Zeling. Leaning close to Qi Cong, he whispered, &#8220;You promised to have a meal with me. Contact me on WeChat?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong looked at the smiling Gu Xun and his mind flashed back to the day when they first met again. Gu Xun asked him if Jiang Zhaoyan was treating him well. Looking down, he squeezed the luggage handle and nodded. &#8220;Okay, we&#8217;ll be in touch. I&#8217;ll wait for you to contact me.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">This was the first time that Qi Cong offered to wait for Gu Xun to contact him since their reunion.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Gu Xun\u2019s eyes widened slightly. Looking at Qi Cong, his smile obviously deepened. Then he looked over at Zhao Zhenxun and suddenly took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket and put it into Qi Cong&#8217;s hand. His voice dropped even lower. &#8220;I secretly brought it for you. I hope Zhao Zhenxun doesn&#8217;t control you by forbidding you from eating snacks. You\u2026. I&#8217;ll get in touch with you when you finish eating this chocolate.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The author has something to say:\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Gu Gu: Baby\u2019s waist is really too thin. Hello, 110? There is a pervert here!<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p>Edited by: Antiope1<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<p>Support translation:<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.patreon.com\/bePatron?u=25191841\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"217\" height=\"51\" class=\"wp-image-338 lazyload\" data-src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/ontimestory.eu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/10\/become_a_patron_button.png?resize=217%2C51\" alt=\"\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 217px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 217\/51;\" \/><\/a><\/figure>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image is-resized\"><a href=\"https:\/\/ko-fi.com\/lajnaa\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" data-src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/ontimestory.eu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/09\/kofi3-3.png?resize=185%2C47\" alt=\"This image has an empty alt attribute; its file name is kofi3-3.png\" width=\"185\" height=\"47\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" class=\"lazyload\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 185px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 185\/47;\" \/><\/a><\/figure>\r\n\r\n<p><!--EndFragment--><\/p>\r\n<p><!--EndFragment--><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Chapter sponsored on Ko-fi by MlleAdler &nbsp; Due to the weather of late summer and early autumn, everyone only wore single layer clothes. 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